Ah, its demanding to find any inspiration right now to write... the past few day have been weird, frictional, inspiring, busy, and monumental.
Why...
Weird? ...because some encounters don't go as planned
Frictional:? ...well, only naturally of course
Inspiring? ...interactions paved way to new creative light with a touch of spice
Busy? ...if I'm not at work, school, or music, I'm asleep
Monumental? ...well a certain all-night duo just recorded a new scrumtrulescent track to swing your shit to
"All I can think about right now honestly is cognitive approaches to analyze horror" SDJ just told me. When a musician dies, his voice and soul he recorded survives forever. The memories preserved in songs are available for reminiscing whenever. Call it nostalgia, I call it fucking genius. "No matter what happened or where the band went, we created this song tonight" ~ SDJ
Time's never running out, gotta get back to work.
What the fuck is a Falcones?
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